what I love about a picture of a road—it lets the person viewing it dream their own story. Everyone who looks at a picture of a road sees and feels something different.”
Rowdy got it, and his curiosity was ramped up to view her paintings. He liked the way her mind worked.
“I was hoping I’d find a place where I wouldn’t be sent away.” Tony’s words rang through the silent room.
“And you found that, didn’t you?”
His expression eased. “I found my family.”
“And we are so glad you did.” Nana said what everyone else was thinking.
“I think it would be neat to paint a picture,” Sammy said. “Can we see some of yours sometime?”
“Sure. I’d love to show you when I get some unpacked. I don’t really have much, though. What I’ve painted recently is at the galleries. But I’ve got to get busy because they are waiting on me to turn new work in. There’s an important show coming up and I need something in it.”
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